The arrival of someone with neither qualifications nor experience in the president's secretarial office caused a minor stir at the company and drew the Tang Family's attention as well.
That weekend, Tang Zhilin suddenly summoned them home for a family meal.
Using the excuse that she had plenty to learn as a new employee, Tang Tang put it off until the last possible moment, intending to make only a brief appearance.
By the time she drove back to the Tang Family Old Residence, the meal was nearly over.
After parking, Tang Tang strolled inside.
"It's not like he only just found out I'm useless. He knows perfectly well I'm never going to work at the company, much less inherit it, so why does he keep going on about it? Doesn't Grandpa get tired of hearing himself?"
As she passed through the garden, she suddenly heard familiar sobbing from the pavilion in the Rose Garden.
"If I actually had that ambition, I would've studied hard during our training as kids. Why would I wait until now?"
"I knew we shouldn't have come back for this meal. This isn't a family dinner. It's a public denunciation!"
"And I don't think Grandpa really has our best interests at heart. He just doesn't want to see the company he worked so hard to build go under. All he cares about is the company and this so-called family. We're nothing but tools he uses to preserve them."
"What century are we living in? He's still trying to make everything hereditary, going on all day about the family business and family honor. What a feudal relic."
"It's not like we're helpless. Even if we don't join the company or inherit it, we can still support ourselves. Yet he still wants to control us with that outdated